Friday, September 7, 2012

More on Sex, Power, and Race: Interracial Cuckolding, Where White Women are "Bred" by Black Men as Their White Husbands Watch

Turning your husband into a cuckold can be one of the most rewarding things you ever do. A successfully cuckolded husband will be completely submissive. He will satisfy all your sexual cravings, manage all the mundane chores of your life, allow you to sleep with whomever you wish, subject himself to any amount of humiliation you desire, and of course, love you unconditionally.

But be warned, cuckolding can also be one of the most challenging things you ever do. The process is long, complicated, energy consuming, and by no means sure of success. The strain on your marriage will be unbelievable, and it may be weeks or months before you succeed. In the end though, it will be worth it.

Hopefully this will help educate women on how to begin the wonderful journey of female domination and to hopefully relieve some of the apprehension that might prevent a woman from ever trying. After reading this it will be clearer that cuckolding your husband is not as hard as it seems, and that accomplishing this feat is more possible than you thought.

I periodically share some of the keywords that bring people here to WARN. For example, given Michelle Obama's speech this week there are some real doozies to say the least--let's just say that she has been a object for many moments of onanistic fury and delight.

[Apparently this is a cousin of sorts to "all your base are belong to us."]

You learn something new every day. I am familiar with the lifestyle/kink known as "cuckolding" which involves a man letting "his" woman or partner have sex with other men--often in front of him. This act of submission and surrender is an erotic thrill for the "cuckold" as his wife or partner is giving access to her body to another man who is known as the "bull."

I understand the pleasures to be had for some by this arrangement. It plays on issues of power and control, inverts authority and traditional gender relations, and in the best sense involves a high level of sexual autonomy and freedom. Is it for me? No. Does that matter for folks who are interested in cuckolding? No. And it should not be any other way.

In following the above keywords, I also discovered that cuckolding can also have an "interracial" aspect as well. As the old expression goes, the race business has messed all of our heads up in some pretty serious ways. Sex across the color line remains a taboo in our society. Given that our collective id and subconscious are still mired by age old stereotypes about race, sex, and the body, the realm of sexual fantasy is, pardon the pun, pregnant with these themes.

The website "Just-Interracial-Cuckold" is one part guide to the lifestyle, as well as an archive of fan fiction. One of its recurring tropes involves white women being impregnated (or bred) by black men with the consent of their white husbands.

"Just-Interracial-Cuckold" is so dense with the semiotics of race, gender, and sex, that I do not even know where to begin (if someone is thinking of writing a dissertation on literary theory and gender studies you will find a ready made project).

I love learning from all of you. Are there any folks who have been in a cuckold relationship? Have any of you played around with the interracial aspect of such an arrangement? For others, are you repulsed or fascinated by the idea of cuckolding?

For your entertainment (and enrichment), here is one of the stories from the site. Be forewarned, it is not safe for work.

My Breeding (A True Story)

Friday night and most of Saturday went by so slowly. I could do little except to think about what was going to happen Saturday night. The thoughts of my breeding keep me wet and horny most of the day. Several times I thought about masturbating to my thoughts but I decided to wait.

When the time came I drove to his apartment. The walk to his apartment seem like it took forever. I could hear the clicking of my heels echo between the buildings as walked down the sidewalks. Several times I thought about turning around and leaving but the heat and wetness between my legs drove me on.

I came to his door, hesitated again, and then knocked. Seconds later the door open and he stood before me. In his tight black leather pants and white shirt he looked like a God. He invited me in and took me to his living room. As we small talked and I had several glass of wine I could not help to look as his pants and his bulging manhood. My god I just want to scream out “take me”. After about an hour he got up and came over to me, with out a word he offered me his hand. I took it and he lead me to his bedroom.

In the bedroom he pulled me to him and our lips met, his tongue drove into my mouth as I moaned and my hand went instantly to his cock. As we kissed his hands roamed my body, feeling me, exploring me and finally taking off my blouse and bra. His lips found my breasts and hard nipples and started working them as I moaned and felt my legs becoming weak.

As he started taking off his shirt I dropped to my knees in front of him and started undoing his pants. He was wearing no underwear and as a pulled his pants down his cock sprang out. It was large, larger than I had expected. I must have gasped or done something stupid like that, as he commented back “don’t worry bitch you will learn to take it all tonight”.

With his hands on the back of my head he slowly started easing his cock into my mouth. Each time he pushed it in a little deep and I hungrily accepted it. It was massive, stretching my mouth wide open and it tasted so good. When I would start to chock and gag he would pull out then start in again. My arms feel to my side into total submission as it finally work its way into my throat. Each trust he would go a little deeper taking me in a way he was enjoy very much. I heard him say, “you like that don’t you bitch”.

His pace quickened as I felt his body start to shake. He pulled my head on to his cock and pushed it down my throat as far as it would go as he started to cum. His black seed was hot and sweet tasting and the amount of it was gagging me. Finally he released me and I dropped to the floor, gasping for breath. Standing over me he looked down at me and laughed. As I looked up I could not believe the size, and how his cock looked wet with his cum and my salvia.

Friday night and most of Saturday went by so slowly. I could do little except to think about what was going to happen Saturday night. The thoughts of my breeding keep me wet and horny most of the day. Several times I thought about masturbating to my thoughts but I decided to wait.

When the time came I drove to his apartment. The walk to his apartment seem like it took forever. I could hear the clicking of my heels echo between the buildings as walked down the sidewalks. Several times I thought about turning around and leaving but the heat and wetness between my legs drove me on.

I came to his door, hesitated again, and then knocked. Seconds later the door open and he stood before me. In his tight black leather pants and white shirt he looked like a God. He invited me in and took me to his living room. As we small talked and I had several glass of wine I could not help to look as his pants and his bulging manhood. My god I just want to scream out “take me”. After about an hour he got up and came over to me, with out a word he offered me his hand. I took it and he lead me to his bedroom.

In the bedroom he pulled me to him and our lips met, his tongue drove into my mouth as I moaned and my hand went instantly to his cock. As we kissed his hands roamed my body, feeling me, exploring me and finally taking off my blouse and bra. His lips found my breasts and hard nipples and started working them as I moaned and felt my legs becoming weak.

As he started taking off his shirt I dropped to my knees in front of him and started undoing his pants. He was wearing no underwear and as a pulled his pants down his cock sprang out. It was large, larger than I had expected. I must have gasped or done something stupid like that, as he commented back “don’t worry bitch you will learn to take it all tonight”.

With his hands on the back of my head he slowly started easing his cock into my mouth. Each time he pushed it in a little deep and I hungrily accepted it. It was massive, stretching my mouth wide open and it tasted so good. When I would start to chock and gag he would pull out then start in again. My arms feel to my side into total submission as it finally work its way into my throat. Each trust he would go a little deeper taking me in a way he was enjoy very much. I heard him say, “you like that don’t you bitch”.

His pace quickened as I felt his body start to shake. He pulled my head on to his cock and pushed it down my throat as far as it would go as he started to cum. His black seed was hot and sweet tasting and the amount of it was gagging me. Finally he released me and I dropped to the floor, gasping for breath. Standing over me he looked down at me and laughed. As I looked up I could not believe the size, and how his cock looked wet with his cum and my salvia.

He reached down and grabbed me by my hair and pulled me to my feet. My legs were weak and wobbly as he pulled my skirt up. His hand went between my legs and found the wetness that was waiting for him. “Oh yah baby you are ready,” he said as he ripped my silk pantyhose open. As he held me up he worked his finger then fingers into my wet box stretching and sizing me. My hips move to his hand action and I had no control over their thrusting. I could feel my juices flowing out of me and down my legs. I knew I was his for his taking and breeding. As he pulled me close to him I whispered in his ear, “Take me, fuck me, breed me, and make me yours”.

He pushed me to the bed with my skirt, pantyhose and heels still on. Grabbing me by my ankles he spread me wide pushing my legs over my head exposing me to his wishes. His cock was at my opening and I wanted it bad. I thrust my hips forward but he just moved back. As I looked into his eyes he just smiled at me. Then without warning he drove into me.

He drove in hard and deep. As he drove into me I could feel myself being stretched and torn. I screamed out for him to stop as the pain and pleasure mixed together. He just laughed and committed. “God you’re a tight little slut”, he said. He continued to push deeper in me as I cried out again. My hands were on his back and my nails dug deep into his back and the pain and pleasure mix into pure pleasure.

It was almost like an out-of-body experience. I could hear myself crying out for him to take me harder and deeper, to take me and make me his, to cum inside me, to give me his baby. My hips move out of control as I milk his massive black cock. Finally I felt his body start to shake. He drove into me deeper then before and I felt his hot black seed filling me. My hips moved out of control as I begin to climax time after time.

Then it was over. He pulled out of me and I felt is seed leaking out of me and down my leg. As we lay on the bed resting he looked at me and said “you're mine bitch, how does it feel to be a little white slut”. Shortly after, I put my top back on and left. I was barely able to walk down the sidewalk toward my car, but as I did I could feel his black seed leaking out. It was the best fuck in my life and I knew I want more black seed and cock.

Wait, is that a typical example of the writing on that site? How weird, it makes me feel like I am more capable of fetishizing race than the author. Really, her fantasy Black man has no distinct characteristics besides "big penis" "calls me bitch" "black penis" and most unintentionally hilarious... "black seed"?

I am wondering if she's just bad at writing or what is going on in her brain!

@Tigs, it appears to me that the author’s writing is quite typical of the vast majority of the writings on the site in question. Therefore, in that context and forum, the writing doesn’t hedge beyond or below other posted comments. That’s unless you frequent these types of sites and this writing in particular is not up to par from a personal standpoint on your part.

In sum, I highly encourage you to offer some type of supportive writing technique, instead of being so overwhelmingly critical.

@Tigs and anon. The writing is subpar. But, let's think about the bigger social and political imagination at work. Sure, every culture plays with the taboo. But what is going on here with race and power. Is the white guy who is giving "permission" to his wife to be given as a "prize" to a black guy really the one with the most power here...which I would submit he is.

"Is the white guy who is giving "permission" to his wife to be given as a "prize" to a black guy really the one with the most power here...which I would submit he is."

Being as this is The Webernet, I wouldn't bet my Martini money that a woman actually generated that text. Having said that, the history of White Males acquiring virtual black super-cocks is long (sorry) and multiform; what were Rock 'n Roll and, later, Hip Hop (as mass market phenoms), but exactly that...?

I merely skated thru the piece.On reading, my thoughts immediately jumped to one of the UK's most notorious husband and wife serial killers - Fred and Rose West. The youngest children of the family were the product of such 'fantasy' made real.

Yes I do suspect that the husbands are often the ones driving this entire process, in fact, I have read elsewhere that cuckolding is usually the male fantasy of being cuckolded, not the female fantasy of cuckolding a husband. Women may enjoy going along with this fetish, but very few of them initiate it, I suspect.

In terms of the writing you present, I was less suggesting that it is "bad", and more that it is bizarrely non-specific in a way that may be suggestive of the racial and sexual politics of the fetish itself. Especially when we compare it with the vivid, even lurid pictures and descriptions about race play you showed us in your last post about sex, the story comes across as bloodless and formulaic, no? not only that, but the white husband is 100% absent from this tale of an incredibly generic white woman fucking an incredibly generic black man. The husband is only there in spirit I suppose, or maybe as a ghostwriter, ensuring that his wife functions as an archetypal white woman automaton compelled to describe her pleasure only in terms of anatomical differences and the taboo nature of "black seed"...

My amateur psychoanalysis tells me there's a need to wild out. I'm guessing they're a little bored with normal life and want to try something "different." I'm guessing the woman discover some kind of dominatrix streak and the guy's a tad more freaky than average. The guy gets to feel free and be his authentic self for his wife. Some women reward their men by letting them indulge in cunninglingus after the bull is finished. That's how some cats roll.

As for who's in control, I'll have to say the couple is. The black guy's just a prop.

As for who's in control, I'll have to say the couple is. The black guy's just a prop. - Vic78

@Vic78, I disagree with your assessment that the Black man is merely a prop. Here is my pastime overview. I disagree because usually, a prop is put in place to support something or someone that’s not strong enough to stand in place on its own authority in the first instance. Therefore, the Black man is much more than a mere prop as you put it. The Black man’s status in the context of race, power and cuckolding in these United States (Eagle Empire), should be exponentially increased as a central figure in these sexual situations. In short, he’s Black racial prop conscripted to fix a problem. This act alone exudes power of Black men.

Granted, I could be wrong, however, it doesn’t appear to be a persistent search by White women/couples in these situations for Asian men to participate in cuckolding. I’m almost certain that a stronger racial prop is needed than this in these situations for satisfaction to come into fruition.

Furthermore, in the context of cuckolding, the appearance of a Black prop also signifies and precipitates an absence of fortitude, short comings and vigor on the part of the White male mostly. The White male in these arrangements, usually don’t have the proper tool in order to fix the situation prior to these meetings taking place. He then resigns to watching his wife take a shellacking from an awaiting and pre-arranged Mandingo rendezvous and secretly supplants himself into the action as if he’s handling his business. He’s not! This is how the White male gets his rock off. And on the part of the White woman, she lacks and therefore longs eagerly for sexual satisfaction. And in order to satisfy her sexual urges, the White male gives her permission and she willfully participates and does herself and her husband some good via the utilization of a Black racial prop.

The vast majority of White males are not anatomically designed to perform at such a heightened and prolonged state during a sexual encounter, even to satisfy their own wives. This is the crux of why they seek elsewhere. White men, for the most part, lack the physical wherewithal.

"The vast majority of White males are not anatomically designed to perform at such a heightened and prolonged state during a sexual encounter, even to satisfy their own wives. This is the crux of why they seek elsewhere. White men, for the most part, lack the physical wherewithal."

Can you explain this one more. Is there an extra fast twitch muscle in the penis of the negro? Where can I get this modification?

face it, our histories make Black men and women different from white women and men. Slavery was clearly a defining moment for both races and the fact that Black people manage to survive in and continue to build from it provides a collective strength. The counter force is that white people especially white men's weakness was also exposed in that they needed to suppress or manhood( there fear) that we would based upon our strength to survive oppress them. This is still played out politically today.

It's only natural for this Black strength to be sexualized( as opposed to simply intellectualized) and to connect us all by way of sexual undercurrents based upon strength and weakness. In short race based sex play is just a solid expression of what goes on all the time. When a group of white males are watching basketball with their white wives I guarantee that these scenes are being examined and played out in the id of every one there. Americans are just too repressed to admit it

I think it is interesting to note something else about 'interracial cuckolding' and pornography produced around that theme, which is the strong element of direct sexual humiliation of the husband/boyfriend. It isn't unusual for pornographic videos and stories like this to feature, for instance, the husband being ridiculed for having a smaller penis than the bull does, or for the scene to end in the husband eating the bull's jizz out of his wife.

The reason I bring this up is not to argue with the idea that the white husband is the one exercising the most power in the situation, but I would also suggest that there is often a strong element of acting out and neutralizing feelings of white insecurity (ironic, since these insecurities come from white sexual narratives).

I'll tell ya, Chauncey. A woman ends up in some mighty strange places when she hangs out in your vicinity.That said, if you like erotica with your science fiction, try Kushiel's Dart by Jacqueline Carey and Maia by Richard Adams (yup, he of Watership Downs fame). Both have BDSM or related themes.

I first noticed that my seemingly respectfull white, middle class, PTA going wife had a desire for colored men when we where alone on vacation last year. A tall very well built and handsome black man was sitting at the table next to us and she could not keep her eyes off of him. I was a bit disturbed at how openly she was staring then flirting with him right in front of me! We had talked a bit about swinging and had agreed the first times would be mfm, just so until she could become comfortable with all of it, at least that was what she told me.To make this short as possible, she whispered to me that if I wanted to "swing" this guy would be a fantastic start! She told me to buy him a drink and have it sent over, something the waitress really raised her eyebrows over! He was suprissed too but came over and sat next to her. Soon she was about sitting on his lap and putting her hand on his leg. We went back to our hotel room and she changed into a really hot thing I had bought her but it didn't stay on long. I watched as he pulled out his cock (much bigger than mine but not porn star big) and then had sex. She acted like she never fucked someone before and when it was over she looked so satisfied, something I had never seen her be.It has happened over and over and always with black men. I am never allowed to join and sometimes not even allowed to watch. We never played with any women and she says we never will. Three months ago she told me she was pregnant and that it may not be mine. I don't know how to deal with that?

U should divorce her while you still have some dignity and just to put it out there pleasing a women isn't about size or width or girth effort and know how is what really is the key and the fact is you let your women down so she went and found her someone who could do her right now the fact she picked a black man in most cases means she not only is in love with the color of the skin but probably finds more intense pleasure be doing something pretty much taboo with Lin the society

Who is Chauncey DeVega?

I am the editor and founder of We Are Respectable Negroes, as well as the host of the podcast known as "The Chauncey DeVega Show".

I am also a race man in progress, Black pragmatist, ghetto nerd, cultural critic and essayist.

I have been a guest on the BBC, Ring of Fire Radio, Ed Schultz, Make it Plain, Joshua Holland's Alternet Radio Hour, the Thom Hartmann radio show, the Burt Cohen show, and Our Common Ground.

I have also been interviewed on the RT Network and Free Speech TV.

My writing has been featured by Salon, Alternet, The New York Daily News, and the Daily Kos.

My work has also been referenced by MSNBC, as well as online magazines and publications such as The Atlantic, Slate, The Week, The New Republic, Buzzfeed, The Daily Beast, The Washington Times, The Nation, and The Chronicle of Higher Education.

Judge me by my enemies. Fox News, Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hannity, Juan Williams, Herman Cain, Alex Jones, World Net Daily, Twitchy, the Free Republic, NewsBusters, the Media Research Council, Project 21, and Weasel Zippers have made it known that they do not like me very much.